#bob rooney

[inezmariewoolf]

Cate blanchett as Bob Dylan makes my- nvm

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

E.E. Bell AKA Bob Rooney

Featuring character actor E.E. Bell

I met this sexy motherfucker a few years ago at a bar where he was a judge for a wet t-shirt contest. E.E. Bell was just my type, teddy bearish, probably in his mid-60’s, huskily built, more importantly, that body was covered with gorgeous hair, which was my weakness. My eyes were zeroed in on his wide, hairy chest, imagining running my hands through that dense forest as I fuck his ass.

I didn’t see his wife and decided to make a bold move. So, my girlfriend at the time and I took the chairs next to him. He looked at me, nodded, and we introduced ourselves. His voice alone was seducing me as he told us E.E. stands for Edward Earle, but to call him Eddie. Now my girlfriend Susan, had a nice set on her, and he couldn't take his eyes off her chest as I kept staring at his bulge just to get an idea. Never saw much, but everything else about him made me horny.

Sensing his attraction to my girl, we chatted about how much of a whore my girlfriend Susan was. She loved gang bangs, stripping, deep throat, and loved women as well. Well, one thing led to another, and our conversation turned into how Eddie and I could fuck her. It didn’t take long before the three of us were at a hotel room and found ourselves naked, with Susan to be in the middle.

Eddie and I both had a tit in our mouths and sucking. Susan was already aroused just like the rest of us and her breathing was beginning to speed up as we sucked on her hard erect nipples. While Eddie and I took turns fingering her fuck hole, I noticed Susan fondling Eddie's cock. He now had a solid hard on and I knew he was enjoying it. I knew it wouldn't be long before one of us would cum, but Susan decided it was time for me to change position.

"Someone get their cock in me." She moaned, slowly spread her legs.

I let her tit slip out of my mouth and repositioned myself between her legs. Her pussy smelled so good as I slowly began to lick up and down on her slit and it quickly began to open for me revealing a wet pink interior. I buried my tongue into her as deeply as I could. She softly began moaning as her tit was being sucked and her pussy stimulated.

Looking up, I could see Eddie's cock was throbbing as I knew he could hear the slurping I was doing on Susan. Just when I got into a good pattern of licking, I started on her asshole. She was squealing as my tongue was in as deep as I could push it into her asshole. And as I tongue fucked her ass, Eddie sucked her tits hard. I thought I would cum any second as I experienced the smell and sounds of rimming my girlfriend in the presence of Bell.

But I had other plans though. I told Eddie to lay on his back and for Susan to begin sucking him. She slowly began licking and bobbing on Eddie's hard cock as I move in behind her and fuck her doggy style. My cock slid in with no resistance as I began slamming her pussy, forcing Susan to deep throat Eddie's cock. I savored the treat my senses were experiencing. The sight of Eddie beneath us, the smell of sex in the room and the sounds of flesh smacking together. Their gasping and moaning in pure pleasure cause me to grip Susan's hips tighter while fucking her at an increasingly harder pace. Wishing it was Bell.

I continued at this pace for what seemed like eons. I never wanted this to end, ever. However all good things must come to an end, and I had the most mindblowing orgasm I had ever experienced. I buried my cock deep into her cunt and held it there as I pumped a full load of cum into her cunt. She was sucking Eddie's cock as I finished squirting the last drops into her warm pussy. I noticed the strained look on his face, like he was about to cum. So, I motioned Susan to slow down so I could continue to enjoy both of them.

Then asked him if he'd like to fuck me. It didn’t take much for Eddie to get around to my end as I was slowly pulling out. Susan moaned in a delighted tone then arched her ass as high as she could in the air, inviting Eddie to fuck her.

By now Eddie's cock was rock hard and aligned his sausage with her cunt. I moved aside and watched as the tip of the old cock was rubbed against her soaking pussy lips. It wasn't so much the length but the girth. About 7 inches long and twice as fat as mine. I kept looking back and forth from Susan to Eddie and wishing that it was me that was going to be the receiver of that huge tool. His cock was finally wet enough that he began pushing in and penetrating and stretching her pussy walls.

Susan screamed from the size of the cock inside her as she was really enjoying herself at this point, rocking onto the huge donkey size cock. Oh, how that must feel I thought as Eddie plunged his cock into her hot, wet pussy. This guy was a real fucker, knew exactly how to please himself and in return give me pure satisfaction.

Eddie used her hips as handlebars to massage his cock to his rhythm, bringing him to emptying his seed. As if it were planned, they both began to jerk. Susan was screaming like a wild animal as she came hard, screaming, and releasing her cum so that it squirted down Eddie's shaft as he pumped in and out. Suddenly, he pulled out of her jerking his cock. He was moaning loud, his hand stroking faster and faster on his wet cock.

"Oh yeah, I'm going to cum, oh yes! UGH!!!!!" Eddie screamed.

I couldn't resist the temptation and stuck my tongue out to catch it. His cum shot out all over my face and chest. . I closed my eyes, still feeling squirts of cum shoot over my body and face. Eddie then stood up slowly, exhausted from the fuck fest. Realizing what I was doing, he pushed his cock in my mouth.

"There's still some left for you." He said as he leaned forward enough for me to suck on him.

I could feel Eddie squeezing out the last few gobs of cum into my mouth. Only when he was sucked dry did I allow Eddie's cock to slide out of my mouth. As it did Pat manipulated it so that it slid up my face and through my hair before he pulled back and began to pull himself together. I wanted to go at it right away again and I think Susan did as well but we both followed Eddie's lead and proceeded to get cleaned up and get dressed.

[oldshowbiz]

Mickey Rooney scowling at Bob Hope

[heartsoulspiritelite]

Yall yesterday I was missing my childhood so I decided to adventure back and started watching the Doodlebops again ( I just felt like watching them very badly) because I used to be obsessed and now I'm addicted again and can't stop watching them and those edits and fanfics of Moe ARE CERTAINLY NOT HELPING this obsession of mine😭😭 he's so hot.

[captaingeorge13]

DOODLEBOPS GRITTY CW REMAKE, 12 SEASONS

[ellie88-blog-blog]

Christmas in JULY?!

"Rudolph and Frosty's Christmas in July" is a 1979 TV film that intertwines three classic franchises into a unique story of Christmas cheer in July, complete with top-tier stop motion animation.

Do you get irritated when you see Christmas lights and/or decorations out well past the holiday or are you the type of person to leave their holiday decorations out year-round, regardless of what the neighbors think? We’ll you can finally put your differences aside, because Frosty AND Rudolph says it’s ok to celebrate any time of the year. When did they say that? Well, in the 1979 TV Film…

[bob-the-movie-man-film-reviews]

Eileen ('15'): Two Parts Thomasin Perfection to One Part Bat-shit Crazy.

#onemannsmovies #filmreview of “Eileen” (2023). #LFF. Almost the glory of a "Carol 2" until derailed by a bizarre 3rd reel plot twist. 3.5/5.

A One Mann’s Movies review of “Eileen” (2023) (from the London Film Festival). Arrghh! You know that on One Mann’s Movies I very very rarely use my 5* rating. For about the first two-thirds of this film, I had the 5-star card out of my pocket and ready to apply. But then, through an utterly crazy plot-twist, the train came off the rails. The 5-star card went back into my pocket again. As such,…

[chalvela]

this is so connell and marianne core and it hurts

[schaeder]

Veckans serier nr 42/1943

Veckans serier (1942-43) utkom under endast drygt ett år. Tidningen utkom med totalt 56 nummer, och nr 42/1943 var sista numret.

Veckans serier (1942-43) från Förlag AB Alga, var en serietidning som utkom under endast drygt ett år. Utgivningen varade bara från slutet av september 1942 till mitten av oktober 1943. Tidningen utkom med totalt 56 nummer, och nr 42/1943 var sista numret. Ett urval källor Första sidan ur Veckans serier nr 42/1943. ©Alga/Bulls Veckans Serier var den enda renodlade serietidningen i Sverige…

[musicmags]

[gabybeatrix2103]

[hotvintagepoll]

Congrats to the ultimate winner of the Hot & Vintage Movie Men Tournament, Mr. Toshiro Mifune! May he live happily and well where the sun always shines, enjoying the glories of a battle hard fought.

A loving farewell to all of our previous contestants, who are now banished to the shadow realm and all its dark joys and whispered horrors—I hear there's a picnic on the village green today. If you want to remember the fallen heroes, you can find them all beneath the cut.

What happens next? I'll be taking a break of two weeks to rest from this and prep for the Hot & Vintage Ladies Tournament. I'll still be around but only minimally, posting a few last odes to the hot men before transitioning into a little early ladies content, just like I did with this last tournament. The submission form for the Hot & Vintage Ladies tournament will remain up for one more week (closing February 21st), so get your submissions in for that asap! Once the form closes, there will be one more week of break. The first round of the Hot & Vintage Ladies Tournament will be posted on February 29th, as Leap Year Day seems like a fitting allusion to leaping into these ladies' arms.

Thanks for being here! Enjoy the two weeks off, and send me some great propaganda.

In order of the last round they survived—

ROUND ONE HOTTIES:

Richard Burton

Tony Curtis

Red Skelton

Keir Dullea

Jack Lemmon

Kirk Douglas

Marcello Mastroianni

Jean-Pierre Cassel

Robert Wagner

James Garner

James Coburn

Rex Harrison

George Chakiris

Dean Martin

Sean Connery

Tab Hunter

Howard Keel

James Mason

Steve McQueen

George Peppard

Elvis Presley

Rudolph Valentino

Joseph Schildkraut

Ray Milland

Claude Rains

John Wayne

William Holden

Douglas Fairbanks Sr.

Harold Lloyd

Charlie Chaplin

John Gilbert

Ramon Novarro

Slim Thompson

John Barrymore

Edward G. Robinson

William Powell

Leslie Howard

Peter Lawford

Mel Ferrer

Joseph Cotten

Keye Luke

Ivan Mosjoukine

Spencer Tracy

Felix Bressart

Ronald Reagan (here to be dunked on)

Peter Lorre

Bob Hope

Paul Muni

Cornel Wilde

John Garfield

Cantinflas

Henry Fonda

Robert Mitchum

Van Johnson

José Ferrer

Robert Preston

Jack Benny

Fredric March

Gene Autry

Alec Guinness

Fayard Nicholas

Ray Bolger

Orson Welles

Mickey Rooney

Glenn Ford

James Cagney

ROUND TWO SWOONERS:

Dick Van Dyke

James Edwards

Sammy Davis Jr.

Alain Delon

Peter O'Toole

Robert Redford

Charlton Heston

Cesar Romero

Noble Johnson

Lex Barker

David Niven

Robert Earl Jones

Turhan Bey

Bela Lugosi

Donald O'Connor

Carman Newsome

Oscar Micheaux

Benson Fong

Clint Eastwood

Sabu Dastagir

Rex Ingram

Burt Lancaster

Paul Newman

Montgomery Clift

Fred Astaire

Boris Karloff

Gilbert Roland

Peter Cushing

Frank Sinatra

Harold Nicholas

Guy Madison

Danny Kaye

John Carradine

Ricardo Montalbán

Bing Crosby

ROUND THREE SMOKESHOWS:

Marlon Brando

Anthony Perkins

Michael Redgrave

Gary Cooper

Conrad Veidt

Ronald Colman

Rock Hudson

Basil Rathbone

Laurence Olivier

Christopher Plummer

Johnny Weismuller

Clark Gable

Fernando Lamas

Errol Flynn

Tyrone Power

Humphrey Bogart

ROUND 4 STUNGUNS:

James Dean

Cary Grant

Gregory Peck

Sessue Hayakawa

Harry Belafonte

James Stewart

Gene Kelly

Peter Falk

QUARTERFINALIST VOLCANIC TOWERS OF LUST:

Jeremy Brett

Vincent Price

James Shigeta

Buster Keaton

SEMIFINALIST SUPERMEN:

Omar Sharif

Paul Robeson

FINALIST FANTASIES:

Sidney Poitier

Toshiro Mifune

and ok, sure, here's the shadow-bracket-style winner's portrait of Toshiro Mifune.

[oldshowbiz]

[doodle-throb]

Playing Drums

NSFW Moe Doodle x GN!Reader

Warnings: BJ’s, Dom reader, begging, cum swallowing, almost caught

This was filthy. Absolutely filthy. You had Moe pinned against the wall with your hand between his thighs. You genuinely have no idea how things escalated to this. One minute, you’re watching him play drums and the next, the two of you are all over each other. And in the music room, no less. How utterly shameless.

Moe’s face was becoming more and more red with each second, his chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. “Uhm, (Y/n)? What are you doing?” He croaked out between heavy breaths.

“I can’t control myself anymore…” You mumble, beginning to kiss and bite lightly at his neck while continuing to rub his inner thigh. You were rewarded with an erotic sound escaping Moe’s throat. He quickly clasped a hand over his mouth, embarrassed to have made such a noise.

Moe’s eyes dart to the door and he looks at you, worried. “Um, (Y/n)? You should stop that... DeeDee and Rooney might come back and see us...”

You scoffed, “Let them watch then. I can’t help it. I want you.” Moe recognized the dangerous look in your eyes and knew exactly what you meant. You could feel his cock begin to harden underneath the thin fabric of his brightly colored pants.

Moe groans and shifts his legs uncomfortably. “Let’s make it quick then.”

You smirk and unzip his pants, resuming your relentless attacks to his neck. Moe began to whimper with pleasure as you begin to play with his tip with your fingers, sliding your pointer between the slit. He shudders, releasing a shaky breath and lolling his head back against the wall. “Mngh… (Y/n), please.”

“Please what?” Moe can feel your smile against his neck.

He sighs in frustration. “Please, please, please.”

“C’mon,” you jeer, “use those big boy words.” You grip your entire fist around his length, causing him to gasp in surprise.

“Mmngh… Pretty please… your mouth…” He whimpers.

You kiss his lips once, before getting in your knees in front of his. You take the tip in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it. Moe whimpers and tries to thrust his hips forward, but you push him back and steady them against the wall. He looks down at you with dazed eyes, taking in the erotic sight of his dick in your mouth.

You bob your head up and down his length, taking as much in your mouth as you can. The sweet sound of Moe’s muffled whimpers and whines fill the room as you suck him off at an excruciatingly slow pace.

“Please, please, please, pretty please,” He groans, “Faster, god please, faster!”

You oblige him and pick up the pace. He shudders again with pleasure. Faster and faster, your mouth moves up and down his dick. Moe’s whines grow louder and louder, signifying he’s about to reach his max. He grips your hair and pushes your head down further on his cock, unable to control himself anymore.

“I’m so close… (Y/n)… gonna cum…”

You slow down as he ejaculates in your mouth, his tip hitting the top of your mouth and shooting his load down your throat. You can feel his dick pulse in your mouth with each squirt. You lick around his tip and swallow, ignoring the salty aftertaste to lick the rest of his dick clean.

“Moe? (Y/n)? We’re back!” DeeDee calls out from down the hall.

Moe scrambles to zip up his pants as you stand up and wipe any trace of his cum from your lips. The two of you compose yourselves just in time for the doors to swing open.

“Geez, you two look awfully tired. What were you up to?” DeeDee asks as she enters with Rooney trailing behind her.

You and Moe glance at each other awkwardly.

“Playing drums.”

[peterlorrefanpage]

Let’s find Peter Lorre!

Caricature by Al Hirschfeld (1954) for the Fifth Avenue Cinema in New York City of various Hollywood actors from the first half of the 20th century.

I do believe Peter Lorre is located in the middle of the left side, below Edward G. Robinson:

Among those pictured are:

Adolphe Menjou Alec Guinness Anna Magnani Bela Lugosi Ben Turpin Bette Davis Bing Crosby Bob Hope Boris Karloff Buster Keaton Charles Boyer Charles Laughton Charlie Chaplin Chico Marx, Groucho Marx, Harpo Marx Clara Bow Clark Gable Douglas Fairbanks Edward G Robinson Erich von Stroheim Fernandel Fred Astaire Gary Cooper George Arliss Gerard Philipe Gina Lollobrigida Gloria Swanson Greta Garbo Harold Lloyd Harold Lloyd Hedy Lamarr Ingrid Bergman Jean Gabin Jean Harlow Jimmy Durante Joan Crawford John Gilbert Judy Garland Katharine Hepburn Laurence Olivier Lillian Gish and Dorothy Gish Lionel Barrymore Lon Chaney Louis Jouvet Mae West Marie Dressler Marilyn Monroe Marlene Dietrich Mary Pickford Maurice Chevalier Michel Simon Michele Morgan Mickey Mouse Mickey Rooney Myrna Loy Norma Shearer Orson Welles Peter Lorre Raimu Rita Hayworth Rudolph Valentino Shirley Temple Spencer Tracy Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy Stepin Fetchit Theda Bara Vivien Leigh Wallace Beery Warner Oland WC Fields William Powell William S Hart

Have some more Hirschfeld - Peter Lorre caricatures:

Peter Lorre in "Crime and Punishment," drawn June 1936

Peter Lorre in "M", 4/9/33

Peter Lorre & pals in the "You'll Find Out" trade ad, 1940

[ellie88-blog-blog]

The Year Without a Santa Claus

The author reminisces about the childhood joy of believing in Santa and passionately reviews their second favourite Christmas movie, “The Year Without a Santa Claus.”

I remember thinking that the idea of a life without Santa would be dreadful, and I was RIGHT! Why do we live like this? Why do we allow our children to grow up and stop believing? I wish my mom would buy me present and still say they were from Santa, at least it would keep the holiday’s silly and interesting. Growing up, “The Year Without a Santa Claus,” was one of my favorite Christmas movies.…